I Love My Desire

Unknown Twist of Fate

Wooyoung

His hands traveled up my thigh, squeezing it softly. God, his hands feel good... I snapped my eyes up from his hand to his dark eyes, eyes that were looking at me like I was the first meal after fasting.
I gulped and scanned for the bartender, finding him on the other side of the bar. I signaled him over and turned my body away from the hot man. I couldn't quite tell what rank he was yet. I've met many super dominant omegas so I could never be sure. I stumbled over my words as I tried to put my thoughts together, and I ordered a Red Lipstick on the rocks. That sounded good enough, right?

Now that the bartender had left to go make my drink, I couldn't avoid him any longer. I took a silent deep inhale and turned back to the man with a long release of breath. He raised an eyebrow as I flashed him my fakest smile.

"Why are you smiling like a maniac? Am I your next victim?" He tilted his head as he pondered aloud, his eyes falling to my lips for a split second. Oh fuck I thought as a smirk appeared on his face. Who's the maniac now? I shook my head to clear it, and his smile only grew.

"You know what? I need a good fuck" I rambled, immediately slapping my hand over my mouth in shock. I did not just say that . My face flushed red as he let out a deep laugh, and I watched his dimples show, his eyes crinkling revealing his laugh lines. Damn that's....that's cute. I lowered my hand slowly as I admired his face. His laughing died down and he smiles widely at me.

"We can make that happen whenever you'd like" He licks his lips, looking me over yet again.

"Do I honestly look that good? It's like you forget I have eyes or something" I tilted my head, meeting his eyes as he snapped them back up.

"Uh, sorry. I don't mean to but...your body is literally a temple" He squeezes my thigh, sending a ripple of pleasure through me. He quirks his eyebrow at my movement.

"M-my thighs are sensitive" I mumbled, the blush rising back to my cheeks. Why the fuck am I stuttering? He hums and squeezes it again, moving his hand back and forth a bit as he studies me closely. I clenched my hands into fists, biting my bottom lip as I tried to keep a strong eye contact with him. Obviously I couldn't, my omega ass ended up looking away with a small sigh.

"So...your place or mine?" He asked with that blinding smile of his. I pointed at him, there was no way I'm bringing him back to my currently pristine apartment. He nods and stands up, setting a few hundred on the table for the bartender. I let out a low whistle.

"Damnnn, tipping that much? You have cash to spare?" I asked him cheekily, hopping off my barstool. In my heels, we were the same height, meaning he was maybe 3-4 inches taller than me....great.

"It's the least I could do, you never know someone until you step in their shoes" The man murmured quietly, taking my hand and leading me towards a group of what seemed like alphas. Instinctively, I took a step back, tugging on his hand trying to pull mine away. He stopped and looked at me with a frown.

"What's wrong?" He checked my face and I pointed at the group of men.

"Who are they?"

"Oh? Oh, that's my pack, I'm just going to tell them that I'm taking you home with me. It'll be quick, I promise" He reassured me, his eyes softening as he saw how nervous I was. I nodded slowly and stepping closer to him, gripping his hand tighter. Why am I trusting him already? I thought as he turned back around, making his way over.

"Hyung, I'm gonna be heading home" The man declared, looking at the shortest man in the small crowd. The "hyung" in question nodded.

"Make sure you have your phone ringing just in case something happens here" The "hyung" reminded him. So much for an introduction, do they even see me? I gazed at the other two men, both of which was tall, but the one to my left had to be as tall as Yunho. Scrunching my nose, I looked up at him, surprised to find him squinting his eyes looking down at me.